TRIAL

ROYCE

The first day of the trial has arrived. I was preparing my clothes when I got a call from Nelly.

"Hello, baby, how's your morning?"

"Not so fine," Nelly said weakly. It alarmed me to hear her that way.

"What's wrong? Are you worried about the trial later? Don't be; we have a strong chance of winning. I've talked to our legal team."

"No, it's not that. I'm worried about you. Someone called me and said Mr. Gonzalez withdrew the charges against you, and he would expect us to do the same. I stood firm and told him we would continue the fight."

"Baby, you did the right thing. We will fight and win. There's nothing to worry about. Was it Mr. Gonzalez who called?"

"No. And he was using a different number. But I'm sure he was tasked by Mr. Gonzalez. I mean, who else could it be?"

"Don't worry about that, baby. We had predicted he would withdraw the charges against me. He has too much in his hands now. He can't bear another problem, especially with me."

"Yeah, but I'm worried for you. Mr